Flake_n6
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that's, like, a hundred miles by No_one_you_know
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF
03 Mar 2021
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Dream would kill him. Dream was going to kill him- he was going to- no, he wouldn’t. Dream was his friend- friends don’t hit each other- Dream was supposed to take care of him- Dream /was/ taking care of him.
It hurt to breathe. It hurt to think. He couldn’t clear his thoughts as he stumbled to the family computer, pulling up a tab on google and frantically typing the name into the search bar.
The words Technoblade Watson stared back at him, the little black bar at the end of the letters blinking slowly, mocking him.
Why, of all people, did it have to be Technoblade?
in short: the one where dream sucks as a parental figure, tommy runs away, and visits his least favorite family member technoblade
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- Part 1 of one hundred miles
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- English
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- 60,444
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- 12/12
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- 82
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Bookmarked by Flake_n6
01 Apr 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
Another story that tore down my walls. Crying feels nice once in a while, especially if you haven't been able to due to the circumstances that forced you to keep your emotions under lock and key. Thank you for this story, I can't really explain how marvelous it is.
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Ghostbur was bearable, trying to live life like he never could while he was alive, the clutches of paranoia lost to his memory, leaving only the stain of blue on his pale skin.
Phantommy is nothing like that.
Phantommy is a revengeful bitch.
And he is about to make it everyone's problem.
Bookmarked by Flake_n6
15 Mar 2025
Bookmarker's Notes
The book that ruined me. At the same time, it relieved a bit of my bottled up pain as I was able to mourn again. I allowed myself to mourn because Technoblade did as well. I deserve to mourn, to miss him, to cry at his absence. I don't need to be the pillar that provides stability for my family in the absence of my father. I'm only 18. I lost him when I was 17. It'll be a year without him tomorrow. I will allow myself to mourn him.